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by James
Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #990211
Another poem that I wrote to my wife. I'm not sure why she makes me do this...
When the leaves turn brown,
In the autumn of our lives,
And the years will
Slowly slip by,

We'll remember the days,
That were so full of joy,
And the years will
Slowly slip by.

But springtime will last,
Forever in our hearts,
And our lives will be
Bright and gay.

Because when winter comes,
We'll still be in love,
And the years will
Slowly slip by.
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